*Rose*

I drag myself across the carpet using just my weakened arms and try my hardest to make my way to the only safe place that I can think of. Except, really, nowhere is safe and every room in every direction seems like a million miles away as I try to pull my fragile body around but end up getting absolutely nowhere.

I hear a loud, vomit-inducing crunch and a shooting pain that flows throughout my entire body takes hold of me and makes me lose every single one of my senses. I forget where I am, I forget that I am on the floor and that I need to get away quickly. I forget that he is probably going to kill me after screaming the way that I am. But I don't care, either way, because I cannot do anything to halt the shrill shriek that leaves my swollen mouth against my will. Not now it's already out.

The pain floods out of my limbs, all of my limbs but one. My right leg is practically dead if you don't count the pain, and any effort that I make to try and move it is completely futile. I can feel every ounce of pain, every grind, all of the prickling friction as my surely shattered bones push and rub against each other in what are surely very unnatural directions.

I give up trying as I resume to fail and lay my emotionally and physically broken body flat on to the floor. The pain is making my head pound like never before and I squeeze my eyes shut to try and close off some of the excruciating throbs that are emanating throughout my lifeless shell.

He says something inaudible, and I don't hear him. He collapses on to his knees next to me and touches my shoulder, but I am too exhausted to flinch away from his disgusting touch. All I can hear are the vibrations of the throbbing in my skull, and all I can feel is the blood and the stabbing pains seeping from my crushed calf and creeping up my thigh. I take a deep, unsteady breath and try to do what I usually do - switch off the pain, pretend it isn't there. But this time the ache is too raw, and I can't concentrate on anything else until I hear what I have been longing to hear for the past 2 years. The noise that I wish I could have been brave enough to be the cause of so much earlier than now.

Sirens. The unmistakable sound of police sirens ringing in my damaged eardrums. And the dull, boring sob that is spilling from the cause of my pain.

...what have I done...
...so sorry...
...never again...

Not a voice, barely even a noise. Just the same, monotone echo that has no place or meaning within me anymore. The words that I used to fall for over and over again in all of the wrong situations now make me dizzy with sickness and hatred. The source of the words for whom I have lost all respect.

I can feel myself slipping swiftly in and out of consciousness, the pain getting the better of me and ridding me of my previous bravery, replacing it with cowardice and relent. I hardly feel a thing when I am lifted into what I think is an ambulance. I don't see anything, just the fear and the blackness. A dark, never ending pit of nothingness that envelopes me and grips me tightly, almost painfully.

And then it takes me away, and I do nothing to stop it, for I am immobile - incapable of any self regarding movement or self decided thinking. I can't do a single thing to pull away from it's hold, and for a second I am grateful for the loss of control, the chance to not think. I feel my bad thoughts floating away from me, and relief guides my mind into peace.

And then I feel nothing.

Notes

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